Moth - Review
Series: Dragon Triad Duet #1
Release Date: August 17, 2020
Dewitt tries to live a little, she winds up in the crosshairs of a local thug
who seems hellbent on terrorizing her. As it turns out, there is more to Rafe
than meets the eye, and their connection stokes her creativity like nothing else.
Drawn to him despite the inherent risks, she can’t resist feeding the flames of
this unlikely attraction no matter how hot they burn.
only monster in her life. Another looms in the background, and he won’t let her
go so easily…
How explicit are the sex scenes 4 / 5
Story 5 / 5
Overall: 5 / 5
Moth is the first book in the Dragon Triad Duet written by author Lana Sky. This was the first book that I’ve read by the author, and it will definitely not be my last! The storyline is so captivating that I was absolutely hooked from the very first page. Even though this is true, it was the characters that really captured me.
Moth is a dark romance, and it tells the story of Hannah and Rafe. Hannah wants to break free of the mental cage that she’s been subjected to. So she moves to a small, rundown apartment in the hopes that she can live a little more. While heading out to a club with her friend Mara, Hannah meets Rafe. She’s fascinated by him, but she’s also scared. Rafe is a strong alpha male that shows a rough exterior. Although, as the story continues, we start to see that he’s much more than what he shows the world.
This story was so captivating, and I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough! That last chapter, I almost died, so be prepared for quite the cliffhanger! Now the second book, Flame, can’t come soon enough!
Voluntarily reviewed an advanced copy
sigh in defeat and look up, meeting his watchful gaze directly. “I don’t have
any money.”
an eyebrow. “Did I ask for money?”
have anything else you might want either,” I snap.
that…” He pointedly eyes the neckline of my dress, and I shift uncomfortably.
It’s cut differently than my tried and true sweaters, displaying more of my
collarbone and a glimpse of the flesh beneath. I can’t stop myself from
crossing my arms over my chest, and he flashes that dangerous grin in triumph.
“In fact, I can think of a few things you could offer—”
I slam the ledger shut and turn away as if just telling him to leave could make
it true.
doesn’t. Neither does he creep toward my corner to drill in his taunt—and
that’s the worst part. I have to endure him, but without the tools I’m used to
utilizing. Silence and the safety of my own head don’t work where he is
concerned.
breathing is too noisy, grating and raspy. His scent is overpowering, sneaking
into my lungs with every breath. Around him, my thoughts don’t form the
protective wall I’m used to hiding behind. They fracture. Splinter.
breaks through easily.
see you hop, bunny,” he murmurs, just when I think I might scream to counteract
his presence. “Without the dowdy little sweaters or the boring little mask. I
want to prove you wrong. I didn’t run last time. I just gave you a taste. It’s
up to you if you want more but with no excuses. No chance to cry assault.”
at his tone, wrapping my arms around my waist even tighter. If I hope to find
comfort in the action…I don’t. His gaze slips beneath the barrier, creeping
over me without permission. I can practically feel his gaze rasping along my skin.
“What are you talking about?”
he repeats. “Dragon’s Head. You can even bring your little friend if you want.”
Head. The name
conjures the image of neon lights and raucous dancing. “The club?” I frown.
“Why would I go there with you?”
and his steps resonate through the floor. Alarmed, I turn to watch him move,
but he takes his time, giving me every chance to cower and back away.
recognize the way my breathing hitches as he comes closer. How my nerves tense
as he raises his hand, deliberately inching toward my cheek.
touch me—”
touched you,” he reminds me. “Don’t kid yourself into believing you don’t want
more.”
what?” I force myself to meet his gaze only to regret it.
eyes gleamed in that mocking, cruel way, but their stare is flat and empty.
“More of what could happen the next time I have my fingers inside you.”
paranormal and contemporary romance. Her stories aren’t always typical, but
contain a little something for everyone.
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